The Easter Story Poem by Lotte Ahmad

He goes on bended knees before the King:
A lamb yielding himself to be used as the offering the Father needs for the last sacrifice.
He neither resists nor demands a compensation,
for he knows that he will be a gift freely given
to a world that neither deserves nor will appreciate his sacrifice.
'Who will go to be my light in this dark world? ' The Father asked.
No one came forward, no one else but him, for the sacrifice was too great.
'I will, ' his voice resounded across the eternal walls of Heaven.
'I will be your light, Father.'
The host of Heaven gasped in surprise at the one who had spoken,
It was God himself.
Seated at the right hand of the Father,
crowned in glory so thick and evident that no one could imagine him without.
Was he truly offering to be born as a mortal, as a sacrificial lamb?
The Father shifted in the seat of his throne when he heard his Son's voice.
'Who will restore the kingdom of Israel and be the atoning sacrifice for the sins and rebellion of the entire world? '
'I will, ' the Son's steady and sure voice thundered.
There was neither indecision nor uncertainty heard in his clear, firm tones.
'I will be the lamb, I will give myself up as a sacrifice. I will restore the Kingdom of Israel and the world back to God.
And in all I do, I will bring glory to my Father.'
The King looked around the heavens that stretched out infinitely before him,
'Is there no one that will fulfill my Will on the earth?
No one that will be my stamp upon a world forsaken? '
'I will fulfill my Father's Will. I will be his Word revealed in flesh.
I will yield myself to his command and I will leave my legacy as a stamp upon the earth
to the glory of the father, when all has been accomplished.'
The Father stood to his feet.
His Son's mind was made up.
The compassion, mercy and love in his heart for his creation could not be overlooked.
'The whole of Heaven is witness, ' The Father said,
'Do you agree my beloved Son, to be the lamb upon the throne.
To become the Great High Priest to as many as will call upon your name,
from now and until the end of the age?
Will you humble yourself to leave your glory and be born in the mortal flesh of man,
To live in poverty, suffer in pain and die in disgrace?
Will you humble yourself to take upon you the sins of the world and be the atoning sacrifice, with heaven standing as witness? '
'I will, ' The Son replied.
'What has been bound in heaven has been bound on earth.
Let it be so, as you have spoken.'
And it was so.
The Son, our Emmanuel, was born.
Our Messiah, Christ Jesus was formed in the untried womb of a virgin,
and born a carpenter's son.
He began his ministry to the poor, neglected and sinful.
And then gave himself up to the hands of sinners.
He was crucified on a wooden cross for all to see,
that whoever would believe and look to him would be saved.
And when he cried, 'It is finished', all was Finished, Ended and Fulfilled.
And on the third day,
In bursting light and power that could barely be contained,
the tomb stone was rolled away,
and up from the grave, he arose- Our King, Our Great High Priest, Our only Saviour, Our Redeemer.
In the power and glory of the Father, the lamb arose.
This is the Easter Story I know.
It's not Easter chocolate bunnies or eggs,
it's sacrifice, humility, compassion, mercy and love.